Everything seems to stop when it’s raining. Bucharest is way more silent, everybody looks like they keep their precious thoughts within… till a brand-new BMW spreads the plash water all over your body. Guys, meet Bucharest while raining!
Dear adventurers, it’s nearly impossible to escape Bucharest dry while it’s raining- there’ll always be that innocent kid who jumps in the swamps which- guess what?- are exactly near you, there will always be that rushed driver who doesn’t care about any pedestrians, there will always be those people who open their wet umbrella in front of you, there will always be that crazy friend of yours who pushes you in the filthy rainwater and yes… there will always be that bus which shows up with a delay of 30 min and, besides that, doesn’t stop at the right moment and creates an urban tsunami. Yeah guys, it’s tough to live in a rainy Bucharest but, honestly, all these moments make its atmosphere. Its unique atmosphere.
Rainy days shape different people. Indeed they do. For me, rainy moments make me pay more attention to all the people around me. To the way they are, they live, to their gestures, voice, movements, expressive eyes… from the way they sit on a subway chair and listen to music to the way they hurry and don’t even wait for the green light. I love observing people and Bucharest is full of interesting ones, it really is. And I assure you that when it’s raining, when that deep characteristic silence stands everywhere and the only sounds you hear are the tiny drops of water, all the personalities arise. They just reborn in the speaking stillness!
Well, Bucharest is a changing city. You’ll never see it twice the same, it is always in a deep, unbelievable, yet illogical metamorphosis. Still, this evolution makes it so unique, that’s why once you come in, you already want to come again. Over, and over, and over…again.